moving to London

I loved Reykjavik and my friends there, being a housewife, cooking good food, going out and getting drunk and all that. It was a drastic decision to move to London, to drag my son with me, but I just had to do it. I’d had these songs in me since I was a little kid and I knew that I might submerae this creative impulse forever. But I looked around me and thought about all the things that give me the greatest joy in life. It might be incredibly good wine that’s just perfect or the right music where you can tell that the artist has gone all the way, done anything to create a perfect song, I had to have a go at least once before I die and see if I could do the same thing

i-D, may 1993